In the void, bolts of lightning surged. The surrounding heavens and earth seemed to be trembling. A sandstorm swept past. At this moment, the Great Lightning Tune Temple's illusory realm was filled with turbulent winds and clouds.
Three years had passed quietly. Three years had passed and Spirited Mountain was silent.
In the sky, the demonic aura was monstrous. Sand and pebbles were flying. Dark clouds covered the sky. Thunder and lightning roared.
"How could this be? Could it be that something is about to happen in the sky? "
Someone murmured. His eyes were filled with fear.
"It's hard to say. Is the environment of the Great Leiyin Temple going to be destroyed? I'm afraid we won't be able to stay here for long. "
Everyone's heart was filled with worry. However, their mission was not completed. Otherwise, who would be willing to stay in this dangerous place?
"In my opinion, something big is going to happen in the illusion of the Great Leiyin Temple. The weather is changing. This is a bad omen."
"It's hard to say. Swallow Spirit Mountain is under the feet of the Buddhist Sect. Even if the Buddhist World is destroyed, the Buddhist Sect is still the leader of the Western Divine Region. It shouldn't be possible for the illusion of the Great Leiyin Temple to have such a strange phenomenon."
In the illusion of the Great Leiyin Temple, countless people raised their heads to look at the sky. How could they not be shocked by such an unimaginable phenomenon?
Demonic Qi overflowed into the heavens, filling the air for thousands of miles. No one knew what exactly was beneath this strange phenomenon that was born out of necessity.
The peak of the demonic aura gathered into a pillar. Clouds and mist appeared and the phenomenon was chaotic.
A long-haired man in black stood on a black lotus. He held a thunderbolt in one hand and a black lotus in the other.
"How many years has it been? How many years has it been? I'm finally back …"
The long-haired man said faintly. His eyes were filled with endless vicissitudes and coldness. His appearance was like the will of the heavens.
Through the layers of black mist, the long-haired man's eyes were like torches. Black light surged and shot towards the foot of the Swallow Spirit Mountain.
In the illusion of the Great Leiyin Temple, all the ancient palaces slowly turned into ashes. No one knew if they were blown away by the wind or eroded by the passage of time.
"How long will it take for you to wake up?"
Qing Xuan looked at Tyrant, who had his back facing him, and muttered to himself. Aside from worry, there was nothing else in his heart. Tyrant had not made any unusual movements for many years. He had lit up the Dipankara Buddha's green lamp and imprinted the Alchemist Spiritual Spring of the Alchemist Glazed Buddha. Qing Xuan could not do anything about it now. She could only wait in silence, hoping that Tyrant would wake up soon.
During this period of time, her entire heart was devoted to Tyrant. She had narrowly escaped death several times, but she had no regrets. She only hoped that Tyrant would wake up soon.
She didn't care if he was a reincarnated Buddha or a demon. As long as he was alive and well, that was more important than anything else. Those fellows had given everything they had just to kill Tyrant and snatch the God Suppressing Monument from his hands. Every time, they managed to escape from death's door. If not for Jiang Chen, they might have died several times already. But now, Jiang Chen's appearance had given Tyrant more confidence and hope.
But was Jiang Chen still alive? She didn't know. If Jiang Chen died, perhaps Tyrant would really descend into madness.
In an extremely damaged ancient hall, a person wearing a monk's robe was slowly wriggling his hands as he formed cryptic Buddhist chants one after another. His surroundings were filled with a peaceful atmosphere. The surrounding thunderstorm had arrived in an instant, and the wind and clouds in the distance had gathered together. However, to him, it did not affect him at all.
The person in the ancient palace was none other than Tyrant. He was sitting firmly on a praying mat. The ancient palace in front of him had become his final refuge. That was because all the other palaces had been annihilated. Only the palace that Tyrant was in remained standing.
"A flower, a world, a leaf, a Buddha. When spring comes, the flowers turn green, and when autumn comes, the leaves fall. Endless Prajna Heart is at ease, and silence is the only thing that matters."
Tyrant murmured and slowly opened his eyes. At that moment, the surrounding ancient hall finally turned into dust and disappeared around Tyrant. It was as if the ancient hall was born for him, and it was destroyed for him.
When Tyrant raised his head, he seemed to see many familiar figures and beliefs in the void.
Tyrant's eyes moved slightly, and he calmly said,
"Those who have no self, those who have comprehended the void, and those who have no freedom, should regard their bodies as the heavens. Without a heart, there is no achievement, no Buddha. They should regard the years as the years. There is no limit, no obstruction, no turbulence, and no existence of life and death. Since I'm here, I'll just take it as it comes. "
Above the clouds filled with demonic energy, black lotuses revolved, and the heavens tumbled. The long-haired man laughed three times, and his voice was filled with arrogance.
"Hahaha, since I'm here, I'll just take it as it comes. Flowers will fall, and water will flow. If I don't become a demon, what else can I ask for?"
"Everything has its limits, and fate will come to an end. Everything is predestined, and there is also a predestined fate. Why do you need to stick to one heart?"
Tyrant calmly said.
"If that's the case, I'll tear you into pieces, and I'll make you fall into the cycle of reincarnation forever. Why are you unwilling?"
The long-haired man traversed the sky, and his eyes met Tyrant's.
"Buddha said: If I don't enter hell, who will? If I don't control reincarnation, who will?"
Tyrant said.
"Hahaha, good, good! I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications to control reincarnation! "
The long-haired man laughed arrogantly in the sky, and his eyes were incomparably cold. He couldn't see anyone, but he could see himself in the void.
Tyrant looked up, and helplessly shook his head, and sighed.
"Amitabha, greed, anger, and evil, sorrow, happiness, resentment, and jealousy. Who can achieve the Buddha's body in life?"
Tyrant murmured. However, at this moment, the boundless Demon Qi in the sky turned into a gigantic black dragon that was tens of thousands of feet long. The dragon roared, the dragon's eyes were like fire, and the dragon's claws were ferocious. Tens of thousands of Demon Qi condensed into a berserk dragon and smashed down, shattering the void and causing the sky to collapse. The entire illusory realm of the Great Leiyin Temple seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
"Monk! Run! "
Qing Xuan's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, and he let out a low roar. However, his roar was dispersed by the endless black dragon energy. Between the heavens and the earth, everything was swaying, and the dragons and tigers were leaping, wreaking havoc in the sky.
Tyrant sat firmly on the ground, and his eyes were closed as he murmured.
"The heavens gave birth to me, and the earth nurtured me, that's the Great Dao. I reach the heavens, and my heart comprehends the earth, that's the Buddha's heart. The spirit of the Spirited Mountain turns into Tianqi, and at the peak of Universal Salvation, a white lotus is born. "
Tyrant murmured, and there was no joy or sorrow in his voice. At this moment, the Spirited Mountain beneath his feet was covered in golden light, and above his head, a seven-colored glaze and a nine-colored golden lotus were released, dazzling the eyes.
"Spirited Mountain's Tianqi, Nine Lotuses at the Peak. You've finally returned."
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